Since a celebration banquet is to be held, naturally all civil and military officials will attend, including female relatives of officials with official orders and above. Emperor Jingheng had not established his queen, and now the biggest person in the harem was Qing Huan, so he let her sit beside him with the courtesy of the queen.

Concubine Ke Shu looked at her and her eyes almost popped out. She really didn't understand where His Majesty had a crush on Qing Huan! You are talented, why can't your majesty see your goodness? Could it be that... Your Majesty doesn't like poetry, so she has to find another way and find a way from other things? In today's celebration banquet, she must not fall behind, otherwise in the future, people in the palace will only envy the imperial concubine's divine favor, and then trample her on her feet!

Can't lose, can't lose! From childhood to adulthood, she has never lost, and of course not this time!

Huan Pei ding dong, singing voices curling, the dancers with charming and soft figures jumped into the arena, and the sound of silk and bamboo music sounded in the hall. An excellent name is called "Neon Clothes and Feather Clothes", the song is good, and the dance is good, but it's a pity that I can't see the beauty of the beautiful woman, which is really regrettable and inexplicable.

However, the beauty of the imperial concubine is not inferior to that of the concubine Shu. If you can't see the dance of the concubine Shu, you can look at the face of the imperial concubine!

This is what everyone thinks, but no one dares to put their eyes on Qing Huan's face. After all, His Majesty's veiled eyes are full of eerie and gloomy eyes. Whoever dares to look, His Majesty will definitely dig their tricks! Beauty is beautiful, but life is more important.

However, at this moment, the music suddenly became joyful and light, and the dancers in pink dance clothes spread out from both sides. In the middle, a woman in bright red fringed dance clothes and a light gauze mask suddenly emerged and stood in the center. Her temperament is softer than those of the dancers, her figure is more flexible than those of the dancers, and even the pair of slender hands wearing Ding Ding Dong Dong bracelets are more slender and graceful. Those eyes outside the veil were also made of rouge, and the corners of the eyes and the brows were all raised, showing a charming yet heroic color. The eyebrows are also very beautiful, and the beautiful eyes are flowing, and the appearance is intoxicating.

At least some of the ministers who were present with a little less concentration were dumbfounded. Some people opened their mouths without realizing it, and some people's wine glasses fell on their feet.

The music became more and more eager and lively. The dancer in red danced barefoot on the ground. Gradually, a high step rose in the center. She stood on it, her black hair and snow-white skin formed a sharp contrast. Other beautiful and enchanting dancers have completely become her foil.

Then, something even more amazing happened! don't know where the butterflies flew, around the red-clothed dancer, dancing up and down with her dancing posture, the shadows are chaotic, really this dance should only be found in the sky, how many times in the world to hear it! Every movement and every look of the dancer in red is full of temptation and obsessed.

The superior Emperor Jingheng didn't pay attention at all. He focused all his attention on Qing Huan, always caring about whether her stomach was uncomfortable, whether she didn't eat well, whether she wanted to eat this or that, whether she wanted to drink water... It was also heartbreaking. When it comes to singing and dancing, Emperor Jingheng hates it the most, because his biological mother, the mother who turned from a princess to an empress, and then transformed from an empress to an eldest princess, made his father fall in love with her graceful dancing skills when she was young. .

The woman he hated the most, the most, the most, the most.

...To be precise, he hates any woman in this world except Qing Huan. But if Qing Huan gave birth to a cute little girl from Yuxue... Emperor Jing Heng thought, maybe he could add another one to the list that he didn't hate.

While dancing, Concubine Ke Shu secretly paid attention to Emperor Jingheng. Seeing that he didn't look at her at all, but threw herself on Qing Huan, she felt extremely resentful in her heart. Only the obsession and shock of others made her feel a little better.

After a long while, she slightly opened her red lips and began to sing loudly: "The wind is blowing, the clouds are flying, and the Weijia Sea is returning to his hometown... And the warriors are guarding the Quartet!"

The dance is the most soft, the song is the most rigid, the combination of yin and yang, the combination of hardness and softness, it is really a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation. Whether it's dancing or singing, especially the words, the hearts of many generals present are full of enthusiasm! Isn't the country of the Great Wei now guarded by these warriors! This woman is so talented that she can sing out the thoughts in their hearts!

Even Qing Huan was attracted by the word, she impatiently pushed away the hand that Emperor Jing Heng stretched out to feed her again and again, frowned and said, "Can't you watch the song and dance? "

Emperor Jingheng replied a little aggrieved: "I have no interest in this at all."

So he didn't listen to the words at all. But if he wasn't interested, even if he died in front of him, he wouldn't bother to take a look. "Qing Huan, do you want to lie down for a while? You've been sitting for a long time, the imperial physicians said, let's rest more..."

Qing Huan shook her head and sighed, "Concubine Ke Shu is truly talented, it's a pity..." She was from Dingguo Gongfu.

Emperor Jing Heng didn't care whether Concubine Ke Shu was talented or not. Seeing that Qing Huan ignored him, he reached out his hand and quietly hooked her waist that was beginning to appear plump. Qing Huan has been pregnant for several months now, and her belly has grown as big as air. Compared with the concubine Ke Shu who is wriggling the waist of the water snake in the middle of the hall, she is really one in the sky and one in the ground... Concubine Ke Shu is so agile, her body is so cumbersome.

When he was alive, Qing Huan had never learned singing and dancing. The noble family believed that singing and dancing were learned by lower-class people, and most of them disdain to learn it. Qing Huan himself had no interest in this, so he never set foot in it. But it doesn't mean she doesn't know how to appreciate it. Therefore, Qing Huan can see at a glance that Concubine Ke Shu has a very sophisticated dance foundation. The most amazing thing is that Concubine Ke Shu's dance is not limited to the softness of Wei women, but takes its essence and adds innovation to form a new type of dance. More moving dance. It is conceivable that this dance will soon be popular in the capital and even the world.

Such a woman is something that Qing Huan has never heard of or seen before. Almost omnipotent, omnipotent. Even her benefactor, who has the talent of the world, is only proficient in several kinds of rhythm games, and she has lived for so many years and experienced two worlds, but she is unable to compose the poems written by Concubine Ke Shu, this interpersonal relationship. Are the differences all natural?

If Concubine Ke Shu had a good heart, even if it was just a little bit, Qing Huan would be willing to make friends with her. Unfortunately, the only disadvantage of this woman is that she is too small and narrow-minded. How can she be worthy of her talent?

Seeing that Emperor Jingheng didn't look at her from beginning to end, Concubine Ke Shu was so annoyed that she almost shredded the red silk in her hand! She is so outstanding, so beautiful, and so different. In front of her, what else can Qing Huan have to support other than her looks? Just a wooden beauty! What did His Majesty see in her? !

Sizhu stopped, and Concubine Ke Shu suppressed the anger in her heart. She took a few steps forward, bowed slightly and saluted, "I learned that the frontier war was successful, and my concubine was very excited. She danced a song, and asked Your Majesty to forgive her sins."

With lowered eyebrows and drooping eyes, coupled with the beautiful face after the veil fell, many people present couldn't help but sigh: What a peerless beauty! There is no man in the world who can't be tempted!

But King Hengdi can do it. He concentrated on peeling the grape skins for Qing Huan - he really served at home. After peeling the skins and sending them into her mouth, he stretched out his hand and asked her to spit the seeds into his palm, because her stomach was too big and she lowered her head and spit it into the plate. Not convenient.

So Emperor Jingheng didn't even notice that the singing and dancing had stopped. By the time he realized, Concubine Ke Shu's graceful movements were already shaky. Emperor Jingheng waved his hand at will: "Okay, let's step back."

Concubine Ke Shu had a nameless anger in her heart. Seeing that Qing Huan was spoiled by Emperor Jing Heng, she could not wait to pounce on her and scratch her face, and take her place! But in public, she still has to maintain her image. So he said softly: "Yes, the concubine retire."

The etiquette and the facial expressions are impeccable. Only those eyes, too violent and full of *, can be seen at a glance. Qing Huan thought about it, sighed, and pushed away the lychee that Emperor Jing Heng brought to her mouth. She really couldn't eat it anymore... When the civil and military officials were enjoying the singing and dancing, Emperor Jing Heng kept feeding her. If she keeps getting fat like this, she feels like she's going to explode.

Emperor Jingheng didn't think that, he also thought that Qinghuan was eating less! Unlike when he was in the cave, he wanted her to taste so many delicious food. If she likes it, he won't eat it at all and give it to her.

After Concubine Ke Shu stepped back, the corners of her eyes were slightly red, and tears streamed down her face poignantly. When He Conghu, who was sitting not far away, saw this, his throat couldn't help moving, and he couldn't tell what his heart was like.

Since Concubine Ke Shu broke up with him, he hadn't seen her for a long time. Now that he sees him again, he realizes that the throbbing in his heart still exists. She is even more beautiful, so beautiful that it is heartwarming, and at the same time, it is also enviable, Your Majesty, who has such a beautiful ink blue but does not cherish it. But as a minister, how could he decide who His Majesty likes? Looking at Mo Lan's appearance, it seems that life in the palace is not satisfactory. Also, her character is stubborn and strong, and she is determined not to allow anyone to climb on her head, and from the current situation, the most clearly favored concubine by His Majesty is the empress.

Originally, He Conghu didn't want to get up, but when he saw Concubine Ke Shu's tears, he felt a pain in his heart, and quietly got up and left while everyone was not paying attention. Seeing this, Jianxiu behind him also got up and followed.

This scene was clearly seen by Qing Huan and Emperor Jing Heng. But the two of them didn't say anything, and Emperor Jing Heng even joked: "You said, which of the two will Concubine Ke Shu fancy?"

"She likes all of them, but she doesn't like any of them." After getting along and analyzing for so long, Qing Huan probably understood what Concubine Ke Shu was thinking. She likes each of these excellent men who admire her, so she doesn't want to let them go.